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12 years ago remained a nightmare for me. Years past but that horrible nightmare haunted me so vividly when a bullet was shot through the head of my friend. He fell down heavily right in front of me. Feeling confused, afraid, and whatsoever it was named was mixed up in my head. I did not know what I was supposed to do at that time, but crying. 

Now 12 years has passed but anytime that moment shadows me, the exactly same feeling will wash over me. It feel as if I don't do not anything good to make a change although it happens over and over again right in front of me. 
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I walked along the path heading to the end, cold and dark with no lights. The wooden walls built around the place prevented the lights from outside to penetrate in. When I arrived there, I put a bouquet of white lily on a white marble written ‘Zie’.

“I am home,” I whispered.

I sat beside the tomb, taking out some cookies and two boxes of our favorite milk. “How are you doing there? Are you okay? Do you eat well?” I rubbed the tomb gently. “Wait for me,” I whispered.  
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Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard

"Those are the list of questions we made for you. If you have some other more questions, please add them up," the man sitting near Yoru who I did not know spoke up. We give you one day's rest." And after that, they left me alone with Naar.

"Tha, do you feel like going out with me?" Naar said enthusiastically, "Common, let us go out for a while! There are some good places to visit around here. I am sure you will like it," His eyes reflected sincerity. I knew he wanted to console me.

I could not say no to his invitation because basically I just needed to rest today. Without waiting for my response to his invitation, he pulled my hand and dragged me out of that room with his long paces. I was half running to keep up with him. Some servants were looking at us in confusion when in the end Naar took me to run along the long halls of this building to reach the exit door.

67. Magic Spell?